The three-pointed two-edged knife in Shi Hao's hand hurriedly crossed his chest, and with the sound of the bell, sparks bloomed, and Shi Hao staggered back a few steps.

Wang Zhenyu's body leaned forward suddenly, and with a swing of the horizontal sword, a sword qi swung out, slashing towards Shi Hao's lazy waist.

"I'll slash!" Shi Hao raised the three-pointed two-edged knife and slashed it down, with a loud bang, the sword qi splashed everywhere, and the smoke and dust flew up.

Shi Hao turned out of the smoke and dust with his heel, and fell to the ground and slid backwards for more than ten meters, after all, the cultivation time was still short, and the cultivation was a little worse.

Wang Zhenyu slowly walked out of the smoke and dust, holding the long sword and rushing towards Shi Hao like a phantom, and the sound of bells and bells and gold and iron resonating sounded one after another.

The prince stood in the distance and asked flatly, "How is this Wang Zhenyu?"

Gonggong Hong replied respectfully: "Your Highness, this person can have a second-order cultivation at a young age, which is also considered a good talent. ”

Ding Gongling sneered beside him and said: "Confucian swordsmanship pays attention to the sword like a gentleman, and it is magnificent, but this person has practiced the dignified Confucian swordsmanship into the sword of an assassin, which shows that this person is narrow-minded and treacherous, and it is better for His Royal Highness the Crown Prince to have less contacts." Compared with this Wang Zhenyu, I am more optimistic about this doll. ”

The prince nodded thoughtfully and said, "This palace understands. ”

On the battlefield, Shi Hao became more and more excited the more he fought, the Nine Turns Xuangong was originally a Dharma Protector Divine Skill, paying attention to fighting to nourish the war, and the battle with Qingfeng on weekdays was only a point to stop, and it was the first time to fight for life and death, the Nine Turns Xuangong was running rapidly in the body, the body was hot, and the blood seemed to be boiling.

Bang bang bang ~ The three-pointed and two-edged blades in Shi Hao's hand swung out like a whirlwind, and the left and right raids were like fierce beasts galloping, and the ground under his feet rose into the air with a bang, and the three-pointed two-edged knife swept out violently with a wave of his arm, and the three-pointed two-edged knife made a sharp sound that tore through the air.

Wang Zhenyu hurriedly leaned back, lying back, the three-pointed two-edged knife slashed in front of him, the cold breath made Wang Zhenyu feel cold for a while, a spin turned over, the long sword on the heaven and earth vitality gathered, shouting: "Chop!"

The long sword swung violently, and the five sword qi slashed towards Shi Hao like a streamer.

"Get out of the way!"

Shi Hao shouted, the three-pointed two-edged knife shone slightly, stimulating a trace of ability, the blade cut horizontally, like a hot knife cutting butter, and the five sharp swords were cut off by a knife and shattered.

Wang Zhenyu's face changed drastically, and he hurriedly retreated, looked at the scholars who were watching next to him, and shouted angrily: "What else are you looking at? Why don't you catch the white fox quickly?"

"Don't run!" Shi Hao rose up and shouted, and the three-pointed two-edged knife spun and stabbed towards Wang Zhenyu.

"Shield!" The vitality of heaven and earth converged, forming a light screen in front of Wang Zhenyu.

"Bang~" There was a crisp sound, and the three-pointed two-edged knife stabbed on the light screen, and the light screen shattered instantly, and little fragments were scattered.

Wang Zhenyu hurriedly retreated again, a wave of grievance and anger surged in his heart, he was forced to retreat again and again by a little kid in front of His Royal Highness the Prince, what image would he leave in His Royal Highness the Prince's heart.

The rest of the scholars glanced at each other, and at the same time looked at the white fox and the big white pig in front of the villagers.

The white fox stood on the big white pig, arched its back and grinned, and its front paws immediately popped out its sharp claws.

The scholars slowly walked towards the white fox and surrounded them.

In the corner of the village, Qingyu looked at Qingxue excitedly and said, "Sister, shall we go too?"

Qingxue hesitated and nodded, looked at Bai Xiaochun and said, "Don't run around." ”

Bai Xiaochun exclaimed excitedly: "Brother Shi Hao is so powerful, are you also so powerful?"

Qingyu said proudly: "I'm much better than him, I'm a senior sister." After saying that, he walked out of the corner.

Qingxue also walked out of the corner, and the two sisters walked towards the battlefield, and with a slight touch of their feet, they stepped on the roof a few times, and landed lightly in front of the village entrance at the same time.

Qingxue Qingyu walked towards the scholars, and read: "Heaven and Earth Xuanzong, Wan Qi Root."

Extensive cultivation of ten thousand calamities, prove my supernatural powers.

Inside and outside the Three Realms, only the Tao is the only one.

There is a golden light in my body, covering my body......"

There is a golden light on each of the two of them slowly rising, the golden light is still like two golden people, with this period of continuous practice, the two of them can already cast the golden light spell without sealing, but if they want to do a single thought, the golden light covers the whole body, there is still a long way to go.

Qingyu screamed, and with a bang, the long sword was unsheathed, and he rushed towards a scholar.

Qing Xue rushed towards the other side with a long sword in his hand at the same time, and the sword light was Huohuo.

The white fox and the big white pig glanced at each other, and they all rushed out at the same time to help clear the snow and rain.

"Shield!"

"Fire!"

"Sword!"

"Net!"

......

Scholars have used the art of speech and spirit, the vitality condenses the shield, the vitality becomes a sword, the vitality turns into fire, the vitality turns into ice, and so on.

And Qingxue Qingyu is a Tai Chi fist in one hand, a Tai Chi sword in the other hand, walking between them with a graceful figure, occasionally throwing a few talismans out, heavenly thunder talismans, fire talismans, fixing talismans, etc., they are in a hurry.

A flame erupted, Qingyu's little hand stretched out and swirled, and pulled back, and the flame rotated with Qingyu's hand to form a rotating tornado flame.

Qingyu's figure turned, and the tornado flame also rotated, like a fiery red ribbon, and rushed out in two circles, hitting the original owner with a bang, and immediately knocked the original owner away, and rolled on the ground with a scream.

Qingyu clapped her hands proudly and looked at Qingxue.

Qingxue's short sword kept drawing circles, and the long sword in the hand of a scholar on the opposite side stuck to Qingxue's long sword, passively following the continuous drawing of circles, and his footsteps staggered.

Qingxue shook it violently, the scholar screamed, and the long sword in his hand suddenly rose into the air, and fell to the ground with a bang.

The long sword in Qingxue's hand instantly pointed at the scholar's stomach and threatened: "Squat!"

The corners of the scholar's mouth squirmed twice, and he slowly squatted down with his knees hugged, his face was depressed for a while, what kind of ghost sword technique is this? Could it be that they are from the Sword God Mountain?

More and more scholars were beaten by the snow and rain and squatted on the ground, or lay on the ground miserably, but they were all at a loss, the losses were not clear, and their hearts were full of grievances, and they were depressed that they had the strength to do so.

The prince stood on the edge of the forest in the distance and said, "Gonggong Hong, you may be able to see the origin of their swordsmanship?"

Gonggong Hong looked at Qingyu who was dancing with a sword with burning eyes, and said: "I don't know! This sword technique and fist technique are one, containing a wonderful artistic conception, which is definitely not for ordinary people, and the person who can create this kind of sword technique must have transcended the mundane." ”

The prince's face changed, and he hurriedly said, "You mean that there is a transcendent saint in my Qingguo?"